The Works of the Greek and Roman Poets, Band 1,Teil 1Suttaby, Evance, and Fox, 1813 |
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... immortal Jove . ' The goddess spoke : the rolling waves unclose ; ' Then down the steep she plung'd from whence she And left him sorrowing on the lonely coast , [ rose , In wild resentment for the fair he lost . In Chrysa's port now ...
... immortal Jove . ' The goddess spoke : the rolling waves unclose ; ' Then down the steep she plung'd from whence she And left him sorrowing on the lonely coast , [ rose , In wild resentment for the fair he lost . In Chrysa's port now ...
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... shining synod of the ' immortals wait The coming god , and from their thrones of state Arising silent , wrapt in holy fear , Before the majesty of Heaven appear . Trembling they stand , while Jove assumes the All , Book 1 . 59 THE ILIAD .
... shining synod of the ' immortals wait The coming god , and from their thrones of state Arising silent , wrapt in holy fear , Before the majesty of Heaven appear . Trembling they stand , while Jove assumes the All , Book 1 . 59 THE ILIAD .
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... immortals slumber'd on their thrones above ; All , but the ever - wakeful eyes of Jove . To honour Thetis ' son he bends his care , And plunge the Greeks in all the woes of war : Then bids an empty phantom rise to sight , And thus ...
... immortals slumber'd on their thrones above ; All , but the ever - wakeful eyes of Jove . To honour Thetis ' son he bends his care , And plunge the Greeks in all the woes of war : Then bids an empty phantom rise to sight , And thus ...
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And last , his arm the massy sceptre loads , Unstain'd , immortal , and the gift of gods . Now rosy morn ascends the court of Jove , Lifts up her light , and opens day above . The king dispatch'd his heralds with commands To range the ...
And last , his arm the massy sceptre loads , Unstain'd , immortal , and the gift of gods . Now rosy morn ascends the court of Jove , Lifts up her light , and opens day above . The king dispatch'd his heralds with commands To range the ...
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... immortal gift resign'd ; The ' immortal gift great Pelops left behind , In Atreus ' hand , which not with Atreus ends , To rich Thyestes next the prize descends ; And now the mark of Agamemnon's reign , Subjects all Argos , and ...
... immortal gift resign'd ; The ' immortal gift great Pelops left behind , In Atreus ' hand , which not with Atreus ends , To rich Thyestes next the prize descends ; And now the mark of Agamemnon's reign , Subjects all Argos , and ...
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Achilles address'd Æneas Agamemnon Ajax arms Atreus Atrides bands battle beauteous bend beneath blood bold brave brazen breast chariot chief combat command coursers crown'd daring dart descends Diomed divine dreadful E'en Epeians Eurypylus eyes fair falchion fame fate fear field fierce fight fire fix'd flames fleet force fury glory goddess godlike gods Grecian Greece Greeks ground hand haste hear heart Heaven heavenly Hector heroes Homer honours host Idomeneus ILIAD Ilion's immortal javelin Jove Jove's king lance Lycian maid martial mighty monarch Nestor night numbers o'er Oïleus Pallas pass'd Patroclus Phrygian pierc'd plain press'd Priam's prince prize proud Pylian race rage sacred seiz'd shade shakes shield shining ships shore sire skies slain soul spear spoke steeds stern Sthenelus stood swift thee thine thou Thracian throne thunder toils trembling Trojan troops Troy Troy's Tydeus Tydides Ulysses Virgil walls warrior woes wound youth
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Seite 67 - O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head ; Then shine the vales, the rocks in prospect rise, A flood of glory bursts from all the skies : The conscious swains, rejoicing in the sight, Eye the blue vault, and bless the useful light.
Seite 20 - My soul impels me to the embattled plains! Let me be foremost to defend the throne, And guard my father's glories, and my own. "Yet come it will, the day decreed by fates! (How my heart trembles while my tongue relates!) The day when thou, imperial Troy! must bend, And see thy warriors fall, thy glories end.
Seite 22 - Me glory summons to the martial scene, The field of combat is the sphere for men. Where heroes war, the foremost place I claim, The first in danger as the first in fame.
Seite 32 - Read Homer once, and you can read no more ; For all books else appear so mean, so poor, Verse will seem prose : but still persist to read, And Homer will be all the books you need.
Seite 8 - Like leaves on trees the race of man is found, Now green in youth, now withering on the ground ; Another race the following spring supplies ; They fall successive, and successive rise : So generations in their course decay ; So flourish these when those are pass'd away.
Seite 46 - This sceptre, form'd by temper'd steel, to prove An ensign of the delegates of Jove, From whom the power of laws and justice springs (Tremendous oath! inviolate to kings): By this I swear, when bleeding Greece again Shall call Achilles, she shall call in vain.
Seite 25 - Perhaps the mixture of some Graecisms and old words, after the manner of Milton, if done without too much affectation, might not have an ill effect in a version of this particular work, which most of any other seems to require a venerable antique cast. But certainly the use of modern terms of war and government, such as platoon, campaign, junto...
Seite 37 - ACHILLES' wrath, to Greece the direful spring Of woes unnumber'd, heavenly goddess, sing ! That wrath which hurl'd to Pluto's gloomy reign The souls of mighty chiefs untimely slain ; Whose limbs, unburied on the naked shore, Devouring dogs and hungry vultures tore; Since great Achilles and Atrides strove, Such was the sovereign doom, and such the will of Jove.
Seite 14 - Here, as the queen revolved with careful eyes The various textures and the various dyes, She chose a veil that shone superior far, And glow'd refulgent as the morning star.
Seite 21 - Till fate condemns me to the silent tomb. Fix'd is the term of all the race of earth ; And such the hard condition of our birth : No force can then resist, no flight can save, All sink alike, the fearful and the brave.